Sometimes I think that Little B must be the sweetest toddler on the planet. When I tell him no and he knows that I am being serious he immediately puts his head down and comes to me for a hug. Then I feel like a terrible witch for yelling at such a sweet little boy. But then five minutes later he goes right back to doing the exact thing I told him not to do and then I remember why I yelled.
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